The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1887-08-26

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shoulder.
Polly was as near hideous as possible,
under a great limp, sailor hat, which flap
ped discoutentedly az every motion, while
dainty Kitty's good looks were efectually
buried in the depths Of a generous white
sunbonnet.
your dresses are very becoming,
girls said Mrs. Harrison sweetly, as the
youthful grandmothers ranged themselves
in a row.
eve think So replied Kitty, solemnly.
'If could only have finished my black
silk apron"
''And my handkerchief reticale," said
Nell.
"Don't we look neat, papa % said Kitty,
turning herself around for his inspection.
every neat" replied Mr.. Harrison, dry
ly, turning away to hide a smile of ming
led amusement and ~vexation.
eve quite agree with you papa, that
SO much frippery is all nonsence," said
Nell, arranging her veil carefully.
:'And we are counting on creating quite
a sensation at Mrs. Lincoln's party" said
Polly, mischievously, as she picked out
the bow of her muslin hat strings.
Mr.. Harrison was fairly caught in his
own trap, and his own often repeated
words came back to him with rather un-
pleasant force, as he looked at his daugh-
tiers in their unbecoming array, and
thought of chaperoning the outlandish fig
ures through the day.
He had not before realized how proud
he had been of the daughters whose good
taste had made so much ofnature's charms,
and the scanty supply of pin money, SO
g~rudgingly doled out to them. Not that
Mr.. Harrison's means necessitated close
management; on the contrary, a steadily
increasing bank account made such econ
omy totally unnecessary, but unfortunate
ly, as riches increased, liberality shriveled
and grew less, until Mrs. Harrison actually
dreaded to ask him for money to carry on
the household, even upon the most econom-
ical basis.
"You see, papa, Eve given up cosmetics,
and have to rely on nature and a green
veil for a complexion, " said Nell, drawing
her veil closely over her face, as she drop
ped Polly's arm, and took her fathers in
a delightfully."- filial clasp.
"Ah. Harrison. out for a pleasure trip,
ell ?" said a fashionable acquaintance, as
they turned into Madison street, looking
quizzically at the curious figures with a
puzzled air.
Eyes, sir; yes replied MIR. Harrison,
stiffly, getting very red: he would have
given a months profits if the girls had
been dressed in the usual ''fripperies.
As might have been expected, the party
was the observed of all observers, as they
passed along, and one little street gamin
called out enthusiastically to another: III
there, Jimmy! see them yer Kate Green
ways? '' and Mr.. Harrison felt as if he was
the proprietor of a circus, and would glad
ly have left them to 20 alone, if he could
have done so, without acknowledging him
self ANONYMOUSLY beaten.
In the car it was worse still; sly giggles
and whispers greeted them on every hand,
though, of course, their acquaintance un-
derstood that there was some joke about
the matter; but the girls were seemingly
entirely unconscious of the sensation they
were creating, and chatted and laughed
under their monstrous head gear with all
their accustomed vivacity, keeping close to
their father the while to check any furtiye
attempt on his part to escape to the smok-
ing car.
In the grove, however, it was not so easy
to keep him in surveillance, and after jim
ner he took an umbrella and moodily stalk
ed off to the shade of a giant oak, and
stretched himself upon the grass for a
siesta. He had been there but a short
time. when a couple of gentlemen strolled
along that way, and seating themselves on
the other side of the tree, entered into con-
versation.
"By the way, Clifford, who are those
gawks over yonder, in the stupendous MIL
linery?"
Mr.. Harrison turned cold with horror;
the speaker was the returned European, IN
whose honor Mrs. L~incoln's party was
given, and whom he had thought of in con-
nection with Nell, who was still heart
whole. s'Gawks, indeed"
"Those p" replied the gentleman ad-
dressed as Clifford, why they are the
DAUGHTERS of Mr.. Harrison, the rich mer-
chant"
Mot Chauncy Harrison's daughters?
replied the first in a voice of amazement.
1.-THE same," replied the other, and
as they are usually models of good taste
and neatness, | presume there is some joke
at the bottom of their absurd appearance
to-day. l shrewdly suspect their father
has been giving them a curtain lecture or
the follies of fashion, and they are giving
him an ocular demonstration of his OWE
IDEAS
'But surely, he has no need to restrict
them in any reasonable DESIRES" said the
first voice.
ssOh, no!' replied the other, but they
do say he is a stingy old bear in his owl
family and though the girls appear neatl,
| and tastefully dressed in public, my wifi
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